Spring came early in the third year of Huayuan. At the beginning of March, Bianjing was already a green color, catkins were flying, and peach blossoms were blooming along the Bianhe River.
The newly renovated back garden of the imperial palace is full of colorful flowers.
Along the path of the imperial garden, looking at the bustling roses blooming on both sides, Su Wanyun smiled and said: "Your Majesty still likes these flowers that are lively just by looking at them." Under the strong protests of the ministers, Ling Qingyu finally moved into the palace. , and then rewarded Ye Shiyi with her Ling Mansion. It is said that she also paid for the renovation of the imperial palace. Only a few of those palaces were renovated, but the imperial garden and lake were refurbished. , Pavilions, terraces and pavilions, and Quyuan lead to secluded places, which are pleasing to the eye.
Cheng Yuqin smiled but did not answer. Ling Qingyu only pursued the Fan family who participated in the matter of the Fan family back then. Fan Zheng and Fan Ye were not affected, but after all, the death of Ying Shisan was in the middle. Last year Ling Qingyu began to reuse Wang Xuanzhi. Zheng's achievements in Taiyuan are obvious to all, so he was recalled to Bianjing this year and entered the core circle of power.
"Sister, everything is fine now. Your Majesty is nostalgic. You see, as soon as you come back, I will ask you to enter the palace." Patting Cheng Yuqin's hand lightly, Su Wanyun turned her head and smiled.
"Hmm." Cheng Yuqin responded lightly, and Cheng Yuqin smiled, nostalgic? She is nostalgic, but no matter how nostalgic, there is a bottom line. When she saw Cheng Xing this time, she knew what her father had planned. Seeing Cheng Xing imitating her brother, she felt sick in her heart.
"Hey, Mrs. Li and the others are here today too." Su Wanyun let out a light snort, Cheng Yuqin looked up and saw a group of people walking on the path opposite, there was an acquaintance among Mrs. Qin, Qin Yuanxiang.
After a few pleasantries, Qin Yuanxiang said to the girls following behind him, "Go and play by yourself, don't go far away."
"Ting'er, you are also with my sisters, don't go too far, His Majesty will call anytime." Seeing that her daughter was already chatting and laughing with Li Qingwan and the others, Su Wanyun said with a smile.
Cheng Yuqin was a little surprised, this is the inner courtyard of the imperial palace, she could really be so casual, seeing that Su Wanyun had ordered her daughter to take her daughter with her, she held back her inquiry, and followed a few people to Qiankun Palace.
"Sister, can we really go this way?" Fan Bingyi quietly asked Han Ting as she watched the girls chattering towards the depths of the imperial garden surrounded by maids and wives.
"Well, it's okay. People will come out to stop you from places you can't go." Looking around, Han Ting raised her foot and said next to Fan Bingyi's ear, "Don't look like there is no one here. Let me tell you, the people here The guards are strict, those hidden guard brothers are very powerful!"
Fan Bingyi smiled, seeing the girls in front of them stopped in shock, she pulled Han Ting to walk a few steps, turned a corner, and across a small lake, there was a small hill in front of her. The peaches and plums on the hill are in full bloom, and the pink and silver petals dance with the wind and fall all over the sky.
And on the sunny side of the hillside, a large felt mat was laid out. Under the warm sun, a beautiful woman in red was leaning on the soft seat to bask in the sun.
The man had his eyes slightly closed and his head propped on his hands. His facial features were so exquisite that they could not be described in words, with a hint of cold arrogance. , Sprinkled petals all over the body, the sun seems to be colorful, and the gorgeous peach forest is also dimmed.
It was a picture so beautiful that it took one's breath away.
"It's the Rakshasa King!" Li Qingwan whispered with uncontrollable excitement and passionate feelings.
King Rakshasa? Rakshasa King Ye Eleven? That Ye Shiyi who hadn't appeared since taking over Beijiang because of his serious injury! Rakshasa leaf Eleven is as beautiful as a god, it really is! Fan Bingyi sighed softly in his heart, and in a blink of an eye, seeing the obsessed faces of the girls, his heart shuddered again. He hurriedly put his mind away, and stopped looking at the heart-stopping picture.
"Last year, His Majesty had a banquet to choose a wife for King Rakshasa. Later, it was canceled because King Rakshasa was seriously injured. I don't know when it will be held again." Hearing a girl whisper, Fan Bingyi turned her head slightly to look at Han Ting.
"It's the elder sister of General Lin's family." Han Ting whispered, then looked around and whispered in her ear, "Sister, you must never fall in love with Uncle Eleven."
Uh! Uncle Eleven... Well, the Han family is the confidant of the empress. This little girl has been running to the Ling family since she was a child. It is necessary to get acquainted with these people. Just as Fan Bingyi convinced herself, Han Ting put her foot in her ear again. Said: "I overheard my father telling my mother, don't get uncle eleven's idea, otherwise, the consequences will be very serious."
Fan Bingyi nodded. Just as she was about to pull Han Ting back, she saw Li Qingbi walking quickly towards the opposite side of the small lake. Li Qingwan first called out and followed, and the other girls followed, she was a little dumbfounded , looked down and saw the look of contempt on Han Ting's face, and stood with Han Ting without moving.
Li Qingbi was both excited and uneasy. Although she knew it would be bad to do so, her desire to get close to him was so strong that she didn't even realize it, and she was already heading towards him.
Since we met on Qixi last year, I couldn’t keep anyone else in my heart. I begged my mother several times before I got my mother’s approval and the opportunity to attend the banquet at the end of the year. But because King Rakshasa was seriously injured, the banquet was canceled. King Sha has already returned to Beijing, but he has not been seen at all.
King Luocha is the third king with a different surname after King Ping Wang An. He has more military power than his father, and he is also His Majesty's confidant. If he is married to such a person, his father may be happy to see it happen.
"Stop!" A shout interrupted Li Qingbi's reverie, her footsteps paused slightly, and looking at the imperial guards who appeared out of nowhere, Li Qingbi looked at the mountain that was not far away.
"Bold! We are Miss Zhenbei, how dare you block us?" Li Qingwan followed and shouted loudly.
ah? Is it bad to say that? Li Qingbi turned her head in surprise, saw Li Qingwan hurriedly took a few steps to push away the guard's knife, and called out, "Sister!"
"We were invited by His Majesty, how dare you be so rude to us?" Li Qingwan said as she wanted to go inside.
"The front is His Majesty's bedroom, not where you came from, hurry up, or don't blame me for being ruthless!" The imperial guard on the left took a step forward, and the long knife flashed a dazzling cold light in the sun, and said sharply.
"You really dare to kill me?" Li Qingwan snorted coldly and said, "If you dare to touch me, my father can destroy your nine clans!"
Before Li Qingwan could finish her voice, a cold murderous aura spread over her. The cold, bloodthirsty and chilling murderous aura caused the girls to take a step back unconsciously, and then felt chills down their backs, and shuddered all over their bodies.
Li Qingbi turned her head to look, and saw that the man on the hillside opened his eyes, his eyes were as cold as ten thousand years of ice, as he put down his hands and sat up slowly, the murderous aura that seemed to suffocate became stronger.
Rakshasa King Ye Shishi, that is the one killed from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood!
"Eleven!" With a crisp call, the murderous aura that made the two imperial guards kneel suddenly disappeared, and a smile appeared on the man's face, like spring flowers blooming all over the hillside in an instant, and the sun seemed to be gentle .
A woman in a golden-red dress came out from behind the hillside, wiped his forehead with a handkerchief affectionately, and then helped him up. The guards behind her immediately surrounded the two figures, and a group of people walked slowly towards the hillside. After leaving the palace.
"Your Majesty..."
"You can move just now, don't go too far." Ling Qingyu said softly as he put his hands on his shoulders and leaned on him with most of his body, carefully supporting Ye Shishi to the apse.
"The flowers on the mountain are blooming well. I wanted to wait for you...but forget it. Sister, don't let those little girls in in the future. It's too noisy." Ye Shiyi complained with a slight frown.
"Little girl?" Ling Qingyu looked back in surprise, his sight was completely blocked by those unusually tall imperial guards, thought for a while, and said: "It seems that Su Wanyun and Cheng Yuqin are coming today, but the girls in their family are very quiet, don't you?" It will be noisy."
Ye Shiyi's pupils tightened suddenly, and with a sweep of his gaze, there was only one missing guard behind him.
"If you don't tell me, I'll forget it. I'll go to the front hall to meet people first, and I'll come back for lunch later. Be good, and don't bother Ye Po anymore." He lightly pinched the waist that was supporting him, Ling Qingyu laughed.
Ye Shiyi pursed his mouth, snorted and turned his head to the side, saying, "You only know heartache Ye Po!"
Ling Qingyu shook his head helplessly, entered the apse, handed him over to Ye Po who had already greeted him, and said with a smile: "It's alright, alright, both of them are my treasures."
Ye Po's face turned red immediately, seeing her smiling and turning around to go to the front hall, carrying Ye Shiyi on her back, said in a deep voice, "What nonsense are you talking about?"